Dear Relative Who I Will Not Name…
Listen. I love you. You know I do. So much. You…are my FAVORITE person. The ONLY person I rely on.
Take a deep breath.
And a REALLY long and good look at your life.
tell me how bad it is.
Because, I look at you.
And all the things you do.
And all the things you can afford to allow your kids to do.
And it makes me so sad. Because you don’t appreciate it.
I wish I had just a little tiny bit of what you have…so I can offer it to my children.
And you do.
It’s so hard to listen to you…
Constantly complain about EVERYTHING that you DON’T like.
Constantly complain about EVERYTHING that you feel is being done wrong to you.
Constantly complain about EVERYTHING you CAN’T afford.
Who has…well…not that much.
Here I sit. On a cold Michigan morning. In my KITCHEN. With my family.
While you are on a TROPICAL vacation with your family.
While your pet is being taken care of…free of charge.
While your children get to experience one of my favorite countries…with their parents.
I’m jealous. Very.
About so many different parts of your life.
I LOVE you.
But I know…
You’ll come home and complain about…
How awful your children behaved.
How awful your hubby was.
How awful your pet was taken care of.
And I feel so sorry for you.
No matter what I say to you…
You don’t hear me.
are SO lucky.
You have 2 GORGEOUS, sweet, smart, wonderful, well rounded children.
You have an AWESOME career.
You have a husband that puts up with all the crap you can dish out…and TRUST ME…I know all the crap you can dish out.
I wish I could shake you.
I wish I could say SOMETHING that would make you see.
I love you.
And I will listen to you. ALWAYS.
And I will help you…however I can.
I will NEVER understand.
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